male user.

sigma's an angel, you're a dog. or, sigma was a dog and you were his man. he believed you like a god, you destroyed him like you were. you felt sorry you were the one he loved, no one would love you like him again. so when he left, you should die? you deserve it, don't you?

the pink in the west evening descended as you watched from the sky casino's wide window. a strange feeling sat in your chest, making your legs almost ache. it was strange being sigma's favourite person. almost hard, but his love was felt. you currently waited for him to get out of work at the sky casino, a lilac bouqet of his favourite flowers in your hands.